I was very flattered when E said that the last meal he would like to have is my gyoza.
It seems so unreal that we are going to talk about what’s not related to the earthquake in the seminar. I mean, people’s lives are in danger, and here we are, reading about man against man on Hobbes. When it’s man against nature, nature always wins, which implies man against man is the only problem.
Writers are proud, otherwise we won’t be able to show our writing to the world. If we think our writing is bad, why would we show it to embarrass ourselves? Or perhaps the point is exactly the opposite: we need to embarrass ourselves to be more humble. A writer might not be able to show himself in real life, but his words always give him away.
This journal IS helping. I am starting to get an idea of what kind of a story I want to write about.